Bright is the Colour
By
ZEM
Bright is the colour
of my true love's eye
his lips so soft
so sweet his smile
the purest soul
the gentlest hands
I love the ground
whereon he stands
I love my Love
and well he knows
I love the ground
whereon he goes
I thank the day
that he has come
so he and I can be as one
Bright is the colour
of my true love's eye
his lips so soft
so sweet his smile
the purest soul
the gentlest hands
I love the ground
whereon he stands
© ZEM
Fear or Love
As the cold stars are floating in the Milky Way
the moon and sun will give their love away
Where is my place? Somewhere do I belong
What is my name? The one that I’ve become
You've changed my name, denied where I came from
Is that my face? The one you’re looking at
There is no blame? For the price I had to pay
As the cold stars are floating in the Milky Way
the moon and sun will give their love away
I have a voice, that’s all that I have got
To tell about, the things that I forgot
I have a choice, to run right trough the dark
To find a place, somewhere I do belong
I have a name, I have a face
I have a plan, I have a place
‘cuz above all I have the chance
To take my life in my own hands
I have a soul , I have a mind
I have a voice to sing out loud!
That above all I have the choice
To see the world in fear or love
I have a dream, I can create
I can receive and I can give
but above all I can be,
I can feel and I can love
I have a soul , I have a mind,
I have a voice to sing out loud:
that above all I have the choice
to see the world in fear or love!
@ZEM
IN MY SAFE HELL
I figured out the perfect life,
the perfect life that one should have
being strong, on my own
being weak, for somebody else
I’ve walked the line, but not too straight
being independent, but held by strings
let the strings be broken so I can tell
how life was in my safe hell
the maker of perfumes without a smell
everybody loves the loveless well
The puppet show is over now
cut the rope above my head
Chained by a loveless thread,
a loveless thread that keeps me as one
Break the chains 'round my ankle,
break the chains so I can fall
my chastity belt, let it be unchained
and let me feel again
let the chain be broken 'round my neck,
and I will leave my safe hell
the maker of perfumes without a smell
everybody loves the loveless well
The puppet show is over now
cut the rope above my head
@ZEM